Survive as a Prison Guard in the Game

Chapter 84
Baron Millet (2)

Running towards the carriage in front of him.

With a fluid leap, he jumped over the coachman and onto the roof of the carriage. Charging his sword with mana, he cut the roof in half.

*Slash!*

The carriage was sliced in half.

The inside of the carriage was exposed, revealing the knights inside.

Their faces were panic-stricken.

It appears that they didn’t come in because of an order from a member of the Magnes Organization, but rather to pick up the shipment.

*Whoosh!*

Understanding the situation, he leapt towards the knights who were about to draw their swords. With a quick Gale Slash, he decapitated two knights.

“Thud!”

Having dealt with the knights, he jumped to the other side.

The carriage that was split in half crashed apart, causing the one behind it to lose its center.

*Heeeee!*

The coachmen stopped the carriage.

Simultaneously, the carriage doors opened and the knights climbed out.

“It’s an attack!”

“Everyone draw your swords and be on alert!”

The knights flanked the carriage like an escort.

Cerberus charged at them.

A dagger from Seria’s hand pierced the throats of two knights. Taking advantage of their panic, Adela’s sword came barreling out.

*Squelch!*

*Squelch!*

*Stab!*

The formation collapsed under the pressure of Adela’s swift movements, and Luke’s divine power radiated from behind him.

A fist composed of white light.

The fist stretched out from Luke’s hand, targeting the remaining knights. One knight, who had been watching the situation calmly, drew his sword.

The one who appeared to be the Knight Commander.

A sharp momentum radiated from his body.

The Knight Commander swung his sword, slicing through Luke’s fist, and charged at Adela.

“Pull yourself together and take the drugs.”

At the Knight Commander’s words, the surviving knights poured white powder into their mouths.

The stimulant the tight-haired man had consumed.

If purified with Luke’s divine power, it would be a quick way to subdue them, but for now, he watched and assessed the situation.

How powerful Cerberus was.

How strong the knights would become if they used the drug.

He needed to know.

“It’s a stimulant. They’ll get stronger if you give them time, so you’d better wrap this up quickly.”

Hearing this, Seria narrowed her eyes and charged at the enemies.

“Luke, you take the left, I’ll take the right.”

Separating from Luke, Seria began to move in earnest. Several dozen daggers moved in her hands.

But even the newly awakened were not so easily dispatched.

Parrying her daggers with their swords, they charged at her in response. Their movements were swift and precise.

They surrounded her from all sides and pinned her down. She laughed softly as she watched the drug-fueled knights emit murderous intent.

Then her eyes turned red.

‘Crown of Thorns.’

With a quiet whisper, dozens of large and small spikes shot out from the shadows of the knights.

*Stab!* *Stab!* *Squelch!* *Squelch!* *Stab!*

The spikes punctured the knights’ bodies.

The dead knights fell to the ground and bled to death.

Clearly she’s strong.

Seria slowly straightened her stance, looking around and locking eyes with him. Then she whipped her head to the side, facing Luke.

Naturally, his gaze followed.

“God’s mace to the wicked!”

White light erupted from Luke’s hand, forming a giant hammer.

He brought it down from overhead.

*Whhaaaammmm!!*

A burst of white light engulfed the knights.

As Luke looked at the slain knights, he clasped his hands together and recited a silent prayer.

“Goddess of Creation, Veronica…….”

This side doesn’t seem to have any problems.

Now all that remains is the Knight Commander.

He looked in Adela’s direction.

The Knight Commander had also taken the drug, and he bore the characteristics of the stimulant. From bloodshot eyes to bulging veins.

*Clang!*

*Clang!*

The Knight Commander pressed against Adela.

“Who are you?”

“We’re Cerberus…… Heup!”

“So you’re one of those guys.”

The Knight Commander’s sword pointed skyward.

Blue mana soared along the blade, swirling wildly.

*CLANNGG!!*

Adela also filled her sword with mana and swung it at the Knight Commander.

The two intense forces clashed.

*Swiiirrrlll!*

A gust of wind rose up and swirled around them.

The dirt on the ground was blown everywhere by the wind, obscuring the visibility.

After a while.

The aftermath of the collision faded.

When he could see through the dust, he saw Adela, crouched down and rubbing her eyes.

He must have thrown some dirt in her eyes.

“Ugh…….”

I walked over to her in pain and pulled out the water from my subspace pouch.

“Hold on. Close your eyes.”

He walked over to her, holding her chin and pouring water into her eyes. The dirt in her swollen red eye was washed away.

“Thank you.”

“Rest for a moment.”

He turned and looked at Luke and Seria.

“You two subdue the coachman, and set aside the wagons that are in good condition.”

“Understood.”

A single figure in the distance.

He lurched toward it.

Kicking at the ground, pumping up his mana.

Covering the distance in a flash, he was on the Knight Commander’s tail.

He must have sensed him giving chase.

His speed increased, and he was trying to put some distance between ourselves.

“Run away.”

Redin added the [Fairy Wings] to the Swords Saint Harungel’s movement skill, and his speed skyrocketed.

The environment around him changed drastically, closing the distance between him and the Knight Commander.

The Knight Commander loomed in the distance.

He pulled out his sword and swung it at the man.

*Whooosssh!*

The Knight Commander rolled on the ground and avoided the blade.

“You persistent little bastard…… Urgh!”

Through gritted teeth, he lunged at the fallen Knight. Feigning to swing his sword, leading him to dodge.

Then he grabbed him by his neck and used the power of purification to remove his enhancement.

“What the…… did you do!”

“From now on, you will only answer what I ask you. Where is Baron Millet now?”

“……Fuck off.”

His eyes were determined.

This is not the kind of guy who will give out information in such a manner.

“Okay.”

He broke the Knight Commander’s neck in his hand.

[Killed the target].

Due to the ability of the [Mask of the Dead], some of the Knight Commander’s memories flowed into his head.

A middle-aged man who appeared to be Baron Millet.

Baron Millet, greed written all over his face, was fondling the body of the woman beside him and looking at the Knight Commander.

-There’s an event coming up soon. Bring me double the usual supply. I’ve already spoken to the supplier, just make sure you bring it.

-Yes, sir.

-And you should also check out the atmosphere at the lab.

-When you say atmosphere, you mean …….

-I hear they’re running away from Burning Hell this time. Just check the mood to make sure the place is still in operation.

And then the memory ends with the Knight Commander leading the wagons out.

“It’s an event…..”

At least he got one important keyword.

He’d have to find out what the event was by going and investigating.

Turning around, he went back to the cave where the workshop was.

In front of the cave were a number of undamaged wagons, with their coaches kneeling in front of them.

Seria approached him.

“There are four wagons in good condition. And there are six coachmen.”

“Okay. First, load the wagons with drugs.”

“Drugs?”

“It will serve a purpose.”

“I see.”

Seria went inside, and a few moments later, members of the Magnes organization walked out with the drugs.

They loaded them into the wagon.

“Hugo, Seria, you stay here and wait for the special transport. Turn these guys over to Burning Hell and then rejoin us.”

“Understood.”

“The rest of you, Adela, Fabian, and Luke. You will take charge of one of the wagons and head to Baron Millet with me.”

“Understood.”

“Let’s set out.”

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Two days after leaving the drug laboratory.

When it got dark, they slept in the mountains, taking turns watching over the camp. At daylight, they’d get back on the horse-drawn wagon.

*Clip-clop!*

*Clip-clop!*

The carriage moved with the horses galloping along the road. As he sat in the coachman’s seat and watched the scenery around him, he asked the coachman.

“How far are we?”

“We’re almost there.”

As he was about to relax and close his eyes for a moment, something flew over and landed on his shoulder.

A messenger hawk.

Untying the note tied to his leg, he checked the contents.

-There’s a spy.

-No major damage.

-Proceeding as planned.

He didn’t think it would actually be there.

“……Hmm.”

He remembered the conversation he’d had with Seria before they’d left.

“They all went their separate ways. I didn’t hear what they were talking about, but I know where they went.

Adela had her sword sharpened at the blacksmith shop.

Fabian drank secretly in a tavern.

Luke stopped by the Order of the Holy Empire.

Hugo went to a back alley.

‘If I had to choose, I’d say it’s all suspicious. Adela is a disciple of the Swordswoman and the next head of the Moon Palace. Fabian is a prince from the Kingdom of Ravino. Luke is a former Holy Knight of the Holy Empire. If there’s a spy, it’s Hugo, isn’t it?’

Hugo.

He’s from the Kingdom of Carvin.

The Kingdom of Carvin is called the Land of Mercenaries.

The king who leads it is called the Mercenary King, the father of all mercenaries.

Hugo’s father was in the mercenary corps that the Mercenary King led, and he had a name for himself.

“…….”

If one were to look at the image of a mercenary.

Hugo is definitely a spy.

There was no hard evidence that Hugo was the spy.

“I have to keep all possibilities open.”

The moment he started to make assumptions.

All of his thoughts become aligned with his preconceptions.

There’s nothing more dangerous than getting stuck in one’s thinking and not being able to see the truth.

The only thing that is certain.

That there is a spy in the team of two, and that he can rule out Seria with certainty.

So, for the time being, she’s attached to Hugo. Any suspicious behavior would be reported immediately to him.

Reaching into his pocket, he pulls out a piece of parchment and a pencil.

-Acknowledge the note.

-I will use the Spy for the time being.

If he can’t immediately identify them, it’s a good idea to actively use them. Eventually, he’ll know who it is.

He tied the note to the hawk and sent it off.

As the hawk soared safely through the air, he turned his attention back to the front and saw Baron Millet.

He pulled up his hood and concealed his face.

“Keep moving, and don’t be nervous.”

“Yes.”

“The moment we’re caught, your life is gone.”

“I understand, yes!”

The coachman accelerated.

The fast-moving carriage sped through the outskirts of town and along the roads of the estate, heading for the mansion where Baron Millet lived.

The estate was entirely desolate.

The land where crops should have been was barren, and the only people in sight along the way were either elderly or young children.

“Is this how it’s always been here?”

“It’s been like this since Baron Millet started his drug business.”

“He didn’t need to maintain the estate because the profits from the drugs were so lucrative.”

“Yes.”

“This is a clear justification for killing him.”

The carriage arrived at the mansion.

As the guards at the entrance approached, he pulled out the identification badge he’d taken from the Knight Commander and showed it to them.

The guard, bowing in deference, opened the gates.

The carriage drove through.

The slow-moving carriage stopped in front of the manor’s entrance, just in time for the door to open and Baron Millet to step out.

The Baron was smiling broadly.

The corners of his mouth curled upward as he looked at him.

“It is a pleasure to meet you, young man.”

“…….”

“Did you say you’re from Burning Hell, Hahaha.”

The Baron laughed, and a number of knights who had been cloaked around the manor appeared.

The information has been leaked again.

“Interesting.”

Removing his cloak, he stepped out of the carriage.

As he did, murderous intent rained down on him from all directions.

He faced them and smiled.

“If you cooperate now, I’ll spare your lives.”

“You’re just a prison guard. I need to get my medicine, so kill him quickly.”

It’s good for him if this is how it goes.

From his subspace pouch, he pulled out the [Archmage’s Desire] and slipped it onto his ring finger.

“Baron Millet, you are under arrest according to the special laws of Cerberus. For refusing to cooperate, you are hereby summarily executed.”